“When were you pregnant?” I demanded.
“A long time ago.” She choked out, holding back her tears.
“So what happened? How come you don’t talk about it? What happened to the baby?” I interrogated, shaking while I awaited her response.
She looked back at me so broken that it stirred something inside of me. My chest heaved up and down, like any minute my lungs were going to be robbed from air.
“Answer the fucking question, Celine!” I hissed, probing her with a hardened glare.
“He became you.” She whispered, freezing everything around us in this moment.
My hand still trembled with the photo while I scrutinized her.
“The fuck are you talking about?” I snatched her up by the arm and brought her close.
She immediately wept. Her head fell and she cried so hard it gutted me. I knew she was speaking the truth. Pulling away from her, I felt like I was fucking falling as what she said repeated in my head. I watched her fall to her knees in front of me.
“How?” I voiced, barely feeling like my shit was audible.
The ground had been fucking removed from beneath me.
“Tell me every fucking thing!”
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.” Her haunting stare was also full of pain as she stared off like she had slipped down some rabbit hole. “You should have never been mine.” She was talking, but it was like she was reliving whatever happened and I wasn’t even here. “Korrin found out that she couldn’t have kids. I was already working here at the time. Kutlass was nice to me. He brought me flowers sometimes and made me laugh. I was young, and naïve. I never should have gotten caught up in his bullshit. I didn’t know he was just using me to please her.” Disgust seeped into her tone.
A drunk mind spoke sober thoughts.
“They asked me to be a surrogate for them. After persuasion, I agreed. It took a couple of tries, but finally it worked, and I got pregnant.” Celine continued. “They were so happy, and things between them seemed good. Then… I miscarried. Kutlass was there. He didn’t tell Karrin. He knew she would lose it. So… we decided to do something about it ourselves, at least at the time that’s what I told myself. I was doing it for her. I didn’t owe hera damn thing. She knew there were risks with the procedure. But I still felt guilty because I promised them a baby. So your father and I started to be… intimate. After about a week, I was pregnant. I found out a few weeks later. Korrin found out after I gave birth. I didn’t want to give you up once I saw you.” Tears spilled down her cheeks at this point, and I was stuck to the ground where I stood.
“She wanted to fire me. But Kut wouldn’t allow her to after everything.”
“Are Kara and Karmine yours too?” I questioned, finally able to form words.
“No. She wouldn’t use me again. They used another woman for them. It was still her eggs and his sperm though.” Celine sniffled and her back fell against her bed as she remained on the floor.
I started toward the door.
“Frequency—”
“Get out.” I growled, keeping my back to her when I reached the door.
I never in my life would have thought that I would speak to her like this or hold the rage inside me that now rested there from her revelation.
“My boy?—”
“Your boy!” I belted, turning on her like a wild animal, eyes bucking out of my head, filled with wrath. “You mean your son! That’s why you stuck around. Playing this sick ass game! Acting like you loved and gave a damn about me when you was really trying to ease your own fucking guilty conscious!”
My words startled her, and pain struck her eyes along with more tears.
“And you saw what the fuck Kut did to me, and just like Korrin, you allowed that shit! So what makes you any fucking better than her! You birthed me. I share your fucking DNA andyou let him torment me most of my childhood. What kind of mother does that make you, hmm? Pack your shit and get the fuck out of here. I don’t want to see you, and I don’t want to fucking know you!” I stomped out and practically raced down the steps.
When I got to the door, I snatched my keys off a nearby table before yanking it open. To my dismay, Kara waited on the other side, with one of my guards holding her up. She was lit, and I wasn’t sure off what the way her body swayed. She was catching that nod I often saw addicts do.The fuck is going on?I hadn’t seen my sister in a while, and there was a drastic change in her now.
“Kara, the fuck Slice.” I grimaced at my guard and he shrugged.
“She showed up like this. I didn’t want to turn her away,” he said, sheepish.
Kara leaned against him, barely able to stand on her own. She was definitely high off something other than life. I took her off his hands, sighing heavily.
